Bathing in the darkness,
alive but dead inside,
the empty hole in my chest,
rots more with every sigh,
I will soon just be the dust
that falls down to this earth,
the wind will carry my soul
away to a place where demons and scary things play.
Until my angel of mercy appears to take away the hurt and tears,
to take me to a better place.. Are u my angel?
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